Otapamo Prałaja

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You build a fortress in order to be a ruler, embellish its walls with psychic liniment but these walls confined only rather than serves (any purpose) And with a force resilient against control The Destroyer tears down your walls Beams of ignorance brought down But still, another fortress is soon rebuilt Instead of tearing those walls down for good Any absurdity will work as a replacement But ongoing is that battle, these sways of between form and disorder, and Naught is there to be found if Naught is sought And within the minds of the Aad A voice is to be heard that sound through all Behind the movement of energy form and Havoc: A maddening laughter

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

Verse 1: They entered this by own will and forget whence they came and cause is lost as they dive into tunnels: A feeble escape Keeping distance not to get their hands dirty yet calling it detachment guiding maps become tyrants, and confine the closed ones sound the loudest horn Verse 2: The battle is lost in its own definition the new aeons cherish no certainty but through these mediums - principle & paradigm, constructed as absolute, it travels (Who? She!) Chorus: Laughing at the devotees Making way for few to see acting on the Howler's accord Even the mask if by her deployed Verse 3: And tribes of the new ages defend their uncertainty valiantly, (even) when rightly opposed Reducing any growth for the fear of finding the ground they truly seek Ladder: They call it devotion, adhering to man-made principle, replacing gods with men - worshipping the traits they had Tradition is fixated yet constantly defined, for its power lies in its roots, a will to grow but the soil is contaminated with the insolence of discriminating principles Binary logic works on the behest of a limited vision - but serves you not (and the Unknown travels through all spheres of thought, Hail Black Mother)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

Verse 1: I was formed from the ignorance of separation and to maintain my significance I am portrayed with compass and ruler I am like the simplest of organisms will venture the most awkward paths No extremity is too extreme to survive I am a macro-zygote Chorus: They worship me, I rule, they obey My rays enlighten the few - the few that dwell in shadows Mosh: Symbols so mundane still portray their homage to me so common they escape the drone's eye Verse 2: Submissive are my followers controlled by knowledge held in avarice the new advantages comes with the next degree the bonds of the brethren held by shackles of ambition Mosh 2: And my triangular tyranny is duplicated through the world as above, so below in the highest caption, my gaze is to be found End: My glorious empire can be seen anywhere Man dwells, his mind becomes a fractal of my insanity ... (for) I dare not extinguish ...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

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Verse 1: The grossness of the world tries to spread like a virus A world fixation, in fallacy And all claim to speak of veracity But when the winds of change come, the strongest tree is pulled up from its roots Verse 2: Preach of absolving into the greater But the preacher is contained in Aham-Kara When rightly opposed, he flees with his tail behind his legs, licking his wounds Verse 3: Aham grows when attacked division comes a "necessity" Divide and Conquer becomes a rule unbeknownst Yet preachers claim sovereignty over the herd-like mass: (who are) casting blind eyes within Verse 4: Those civilizations always submit to fear and create their own doom just like the putrid mask that says I how can one claim to destroy a klesha when enthralled by klitta? Repeat verse 3 Those civilizations always submit to fear and create their own doom just like the putrid mask that says I

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

Verse 1 The will to gaze over greater plains grows with every conquest (it's) a reminiscence of the separation A reflection: Of a seed in yearning The putrid mask is molded by limits of time and space and the faculty that says I Greater conquests, are mere sysphonian mockery Chorus: The fear of disintegration Hardens a sturdy mask for the gross metals, cannot be combined without sublimation cornered by the enemies 6 the body becomes a breathing corpse Verse 2: Clad in flesh, and soon it feels like a prison the lower mind seeks release, flickers like a candle in the breeze And instead we revel in ignominy, praising that which we lack and spew fallacies to augment that which we cannot reach Bridge: A web of desires and flawed concepts are spread on a wall, discharge or destroy it'll soon be rebuilt again Harness the arcane rhythm, and travel through new spheres fixate the point of entry, and new doors will appear Chorus: With the setting of obscure geometry seeking that which the mask shuns and travel a thousand worlds as the corpse remains in one

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

Verse 1: These worlds train not themselves. They are as if in a state of asphyxiation Prudent adultery stochastic recklessness all truths are paradoxes Chorus: I travel by its pull - this black hole and what lurks fears me not. Event horizon? true, for those who wish to remain intact and where the ego is sought the void is abhorred (but I am not ready to disintegrate ...or are we?) Verse 2: these worlds train not themselves. They are still choking on their own limitations and buried between these limitations I am trapped Bridge: chaos gives and nurtures to and from me travel through me oh godess my will is nothing but yours I am encapsulated only for your pleasure Ladder: behind the event horizon, all is accumulated its shape of a diamond - which the black goddess looks through the arch of your creation stretches endlessly (but confines on your whim)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026